WILD IMAGINATIONS

I

I walked into his senses

Through his lens

And broke all his fences

II

I walked into his fences

Through his many lens

And  damaged all his tenses

III

I walked into his senses

My perfume taking him to heaven

And tossing him painfully to hell

IV

I walked into his senses

Through his digital lens

Driving him mad like a mad cow

V

I walked into his senses

And saw his exasperation, fear

And burning longing

VI

I walked into his senses

And saw his passions erupt

And his thoughts corrupt

VII

I walked into his senses

Not my intention

And through no fault of mine

VIII

I walked into his senses

Although I sought my sustenance

He yearned for pleasures

IX

Yes pleasures!

Wanting to damage me in the most horrible of ways

Making me his toy for a short while

X

But too bad

I saw his senses dangling like rotten wood about to fall

And I just had to duck and watch it break into pieces

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014